Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1308 - 1305: Lost Contact! Revenge!

Chapter 1308: Chapter 1305: Lost Contact! Revenge!

"Demon Clan! The Demon Clan... their strong have slain us, and they are ready to attack the Hidden Gate at any moment. Clan Leader, you must... you must..."

But before Elder Wang of the Lei Family could finish, his lingering soul became more and more ethereal, and finally it vanished into thin air.

The Chief of the Lei Family, unable to grab onto anything, could only clench his fists tightly, as a terrifying killing intent enveloped the surroundings!

"How dare you, Demon Clan, to kill so many of my Lei Family’s Silver Robe Elders—it’s as if you have the audacity of bears and leopards!

And you, Ren Ao Tian, you who could have been content as a pampered Demon Clan emperor, insist on meddling in our Inner and Outer Hidden Sect affairs, aspiring to dominate the entire Hidden Gate. Ha, do you really think the sects and powers of the Hidden Gate are afraid of you? Since you are courting death, I shall show you what true power is!"

"Inform everyone, convene the Hundred Sects Conference, this time we will exterminate every member of the Demon Clan!"

"Yes, Clan Leader!"

In an instant, emergency letters fell into the hands of countless power holders within the Inner and Outer Hidden Sects!

This was the first time in five hundred years that the Lei Family had issued such an urgent letter!

It signaled that a major event was about to occur!

All the clan leaders of the Hidden Gate families and the sect leaders opened the letters, and their faces changed dramatically.

Because the content of the letter was very clear, and there was only one command:

Annihilate Ren Ao Tian! Destroy the entire Outer Hidden Sect of the Demon Clan!

The entire Hidden Gate was suddenly in turmoil, undercurrents surging everywhere.

But neither Ren Ao Tian nor Ren Feifan had any idea what was happening.

...

The next day, Ren Feifan opened his eyes, kissed the sleeping Cui Ying beside him, then went to the bathroom to take a bath, changed into clean clothes, and left the room.

To his surprise, Luo Yin was already waiting at the door with two files in her hand.

"Holy Master, these are the two files you asked me to organize last night. To be honest, it was a difficult choice, and I’ve done my best to be impartial. You may review them."

Ren Feifan trusted Luo Yin’s work and, upon opening the files in his hand and scanning through them, found that they closely matched his own expectations.

It seemed Luo Yin had indeed arranged the list according to his requirements.

Ren Feifan took out a ring and handed it to Luo Yin, saying, "This contains yesterday’s Holy Spring water. First distribute it according to the measurements on the first list. This distribution is gradient, so there will definitely be some Holy Sect disciples who feel discontent, brewing troubles. You must manage this. If anyone acts in defiance, expel them from the Holy Sect.

There is only obedience in the Holy Sect, not bargaining!

Also, the portion allocated to the disciples we left in the secular world can be slightly larger; you can control that yourself. Remember, you will be accompanying me to the Hidden Gate, so we must select someone dependable to act as the interim Sect Leader in the secular world. This person must be trustworthy, with enough strength to suppress others, and make decisive decisions!"

Luo Yin nodded, already having a plan in mind.

She had actually been looking for a suitable candidate all this time, and already had three prospects in mind, but they still needed assessment.

After giving the directives, Ren Feifan prepared to return to his cultivation chamber to continue practising martial arts.

For him, the most pressing matter was cultivation, which was the true path. The stronger his strength, the better his chances of self-preservation upon entering the Hidden Gate.

The Forbidden God Asura Technique that the old man had entrusted to him needed thorough cultivation; it could possibly become a huge trump card for his future.

But just as Ren Feifan had taken a few steps, Luo Yin called out to him.

"Holy Master, please wait, there’s something you need to know."

Ren Feifan stopped and turned around, frowning, "What is it?"

"This morning, a middle-aged man carrying a briefcase from the National Security came looking for you. You were resting, so I dismissed him, but he insisted on meeting you, stayed for a few minutes, and then seemed to be taken away by some colleagues. At the time, I didn’t think much of it, but waiting outside just now, the more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt because he seemed very anxious..."

"Was it not Wang Zhen looking for me?"

Luo Yin shook her head.

"Nor Tian Guang?"

Luo Yin still shook her head.

Ren Feifan’s brow furrowed. If National Security needed him, they would normally send his uncle or Tian Guang. But this time, who was this stranger and what could have happened? Could something be wrong?

Ren Feifan turned around and took out his phone from his pocket, dialing Wang Zhen’s number, but nobody answered.

Strange. What’s going on?

His uncle’s calls had never gone unanswered, except once—that was when his uncle had been detained by the old leaders.

The more Ren Feifan thought about it, the more something seemed off. He dialed Tian Guang from the Jiangnan branch, who belonged to the same division and had a superior-subordinate relationship with him. There were things they would certainly know better than him.

But Director Tian’s phone was consistently busy. After dialing five times, the call finally connected.

"Director Tian, I have a question for you, I..."

Before Ren Feifan could finish his sentence, Tian Guang hurriedly said, "Master Ren, I know what you want to ask about. We’re on high alert over here, hold on while I find a quiet spot to talk to you."

There was a stretch of noise on the phone, followed shortly by another call, and as Ren Feifan pressed the answer button, Tian Zhen’s voice came through.

"Master Ren, with the many years of our acquaintance, I feel I must tell you this, but you must keep it confidential."

Ren Feifan sensed something amiss and his brows furrowed deeper, "Go on."

"Master Ren, Director Wang has gone missing," revealed Tian Guang.

"What! Missing?" Ren Feifan erupted in anger, demanding, "When did this happen? What exactly occurred? Why haven’t I received any message about this?"

Tian Guang carefully chose his words and explained, "The incident occurred last night at seven o’clock. Director Wang was surveying the sea territory between Huaxia and the East Ocean Nation when he detected mysterious forces. Suspecting a connection to the recent disappearances of cargo ships, he personally led a team there...

However, by seven o’clock in the evening, Director Wang had vanished without a trace, and no one around could figure out how it happened. Then, a specialized team was formed in Huaxia to investigate, and the old leaders knowing your temperament chose not to inform you for the time being, resulting..."

Tian Guang did not continue.

At this moment, Ren Feifan clenched his fists, his gaze chilling.

East Ocean Nation, sea territory, Wang Zhen missing!

Connecting these dots, a suspect had emerged in Ren Feifan’s mind.

The Oriental Black Dragon that had escaped, and the old ancestor of the Shinto Sect—it could be a form of retaliation.

During the previous clash between Ren Feifan and the Black Flood Dragon, both had almost been fatally injured. Fortunately, the Demon Clan strongman that the Dragon Lady had arranged to be by his side saved him. However, the strongman was temperamental—only saving him but not stopping the two Easterners!

Thus, he could only watch as the Black Flood Dragon and the Shinto Sect elder made their escape!